What I Forgot

I forgot about the pain

but it remembered me

makes me wonder why it’s here

and what it claims to be

The food I eat may factor in

the way I walk

how I begin

Can’t pin it down

and, happily,


it may lift

and terminate this rift

between me

and lifelong bliss


And Yet, There Is So Much Good Stuff

With existential angst

I set myself apart

Wondering why and where and how

the horse got behind the cart

It seems so clear and cut and dried

and then it all can be denied

My comfort is, at least I tried

Though fate is on a slippery slide

Science fiction is our lives

What makes anyone believe?

My eyes, my ears, my soul,

my heart,

Simply put, cannot conceive

How any of this world can BE

But here it is, laid out,

a chart

hope and despair

in equal part


Hope With or Without Feathers

With the world the way it seems to be

Hope is sometimes hard to see

Springtime reminds me life renews

on schedule with no help from me

The sun arises on this day

My spirits seek to cut the gray

refusing to join in the fray

of negative destruction


Fruit Salad


Fruit salad with just a little Vegenaise for dressing.

Strawberries, kiwi, peaches, grapes, apples, banana and pecans

Arizona Cardinal

Photo by Bonnie              IMG_0916


Climbing out of this excavation

presents as no easy task

Understanding each situation

is more than a fool could ask

In spite of obstructions

I throw in my path

I prepare to proceed

with minimal wrath

Discord of any persuasion

can be viewed as a startling threat

Is there a way to shine on  without struggle?

Well, I sure haven’t met it yet

Leaning Towards Maybe – Revisited

IImage‘m leaning towards maybe
and that’s as certain as I get
we might be there tomorrow
or not
I can’t say yet

I’m just a cock-eyed pessimist
with my chair perched toward the door
I think it’s safe to stay here
but you never know for sure

Sometimes I feel so happy
I forget to get upset
but the world is quite unstable
and I haven’t fixed it yet

So I observe and feel quite anxious
I observe and feel quite glad
to engage is from my mother
to be cautious, from my dad

It doesn’t mean I’m crazy
and it doesn’t mean I’m not
On some days I am quite content
and thrilled with what I’ve got

It’s all a contradiction
that plays out in my head
but I’d rather be confused and here
than absolute
and dead

All About the Colors



Once upon a time I heard a news reporter quote a politician who said, “We don’t want people riding the subway with their fingers crossed.  We want to assure them that it’s safe.”

……and I wondered, why not?   I seem to go through life with my fingers crossed.

With fingers crossed and an open heart

I make my way through the angles and curves

Though no one can ever assure me it’s safe

No matter what branch of government he serves

Some days and nights I consider the cost

and make shaky plans to get them uncrossed






The Price of Antenna TV

Came home and my pen

had nothing to say to me

I criticize myself

for watching too much TV

The commercials can bring me down

About broken hips and knees

The nation is growing old

and living in misery;

at least they’d have us believe

by images tossed around

Just buy our scooter or brace

and all that is lost is found

and medicare always pays

for every thing that you see

Contact us right away

and then you will all be free

Reverse your mortgage

Reverse your pain

Reverse your age

So much to gain

Guaranteed to work or you’ll get your money back

Just turn it off 

and watch the screen fade to black